There is a happy land where only children liveThey don't have the time to learn the waysOf you sir, Mr. Grownup

There's a special place in the rhubarb fields underneath the leavesIt's a secret place and adults aren't allowed there, Mr. GrownupGo away, sir

Charlie Brown got's half a crown, he's gonna buy a kiteJimmy's ill with chicken pox, and Tommy's learned to ride his bikeTiny Tim sings prayers and hymns, he's so small we don't notice himHe gets in the way but we always let him play with us

Mother calls, but we don't hearThere's lots more things to doIt's only 5 o'clock, and we're not tired yetBut we will be, very shortly

Sissy Steven plays with girls, someone made him cryTony climbed a tree and fell, trying hard to touch the skyTommy lit a fire one day, nearly burned the field awayTommy's mum found out, but he put the blame on me and Ray

There is a happy land where only children liveYou've had your chance and now the doors are closed sir, Mr. GrownupGo away, sir